Yay!

This is a little late, but better late than never!

Last week Connor got his acceptance letter to Arapahoe Community College.  He is very excited and I am very proud of him for getting in.  ACC is in Littleton, Colorado, but we won't be going anywhere as he can do it all online.  (Woohoo for technology!)  He'll have to go out there a couple of times for some labs, but that's it.  He's got 2 semesters of classwork and then 1 semester of an internship (he can't count what he's been doing for the last decade as his internship).  Anyway, he should officially be done with school in a little over a year.  Then he'll be able to take the National Board exam and become fully licensed. 

It will be so nice for him to be done with school.  There is light at the end of the tunnel....

Race for the Cure

Connor and I Raced (walked) for the Cure this morning (which I guess now is technically yesterday morning).  This is the second year in a row that we've done this.  Connor's co-worker was diagnosed with breast cancer in early 2010 and so we went last year to support her.  Then, in October 2010 my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer so this year we were supporting two teams.

The shirts were done by Memorial Mortuaries (Connor's work).

The back.

That's a LOT of people.

Easter

This is a couple of weeks late, but better late than never.....

Easter was momentous this year.  I made my first Easter dinner!  Really, I didn't make much.  I bought a Honey Baked Ham and had a couple more simple dishes.  We both had to work this Easter, so once we were both finished, we had a small dinner.  It turned out pretty well, if I do say so myself.

Happy Things

I got tired of seeing that crazy girl covered in bees (shudder) every time I looked at my blog.  So, here's some pretty things that make me happy.

I love butterflies.  Something about them just makes me happy.

Who doesn't love rainbows?

And the beach.  I heart the beach.  I wish I was there right now.....

I hate bees.

This girl is crazy.

I am unreasonably terrified of bees.  I'm not allergic to them.  I just hate them.  (At least I recognize that it's an unreasonable fear, right?)

Today, while I was working in my office a bee landed on my computer.  I immediately proceeded to freak out.  I froze and yelled for Connor to come and save me for the potentially dangerous creature.  He didn't respond, so I called him on his cell phone.  He answered after a few rings and I said quickly "There's-a-bee-on-my-computer-and-I-need-you-to-come-get-it!"  He said, "What?"  I said "Just come here!"  Sensing the panic in my voice, I could hear him running down the hallway.  By this time the beastly bee had flown off of my computer and to the window.  Connor got rid of it by putting a cup over it and covering it with a piece of paper, and then throwing out the window.  My hero.

Look at the little menace.

What a Pane! (hahaha I'm so clever!)

Yesterday it was really windy.  At some point in the afternoon I went into the kitchen and noticed dirt all over the stove and counter.  There's a really strange glass window above the stove/kitchen sink.  I figured that the wind had blown so much against that window that a lot of dirt had come through the cracks and settled onto my stove.  The building we live in is 100+ years old so anything is possible, right?

Well it wasn't until Connor got home and I was telling him about the dirt everywhere that he noticed that one of the window panes was actually missing.  The wind had blown it out.  That explains all the dirt, and it makes more sense than my previous theory.  Connor went outside to look at the damage, and amazingly the glass was still in one piece!  So he caulked it back into place, and we sterilized the kitchen.  (It needed a good cleaning anyway.)

It's kind of a blurry picture, but you can see the broken pane at the bottom left of the window.  There's dirt all over, but it's hard to see.  (I had already cleaned up some of it.)  Our poor kitchen.  

Before we moved in one of the radiator pipes broke in our kitchen and flooded the chapel below us.  (We live above a funeral home.  There's a chapel.)  They had to rip out all of our counters, and they didn't do the greatest job putting everything back together.  Hence the backwash, or lack thereof.  But, hey, it's free and you can't beat that!

Torn

Apparently I tore my medial meniscus.  Yay me!  I have no clue how I did it, but a couple of months ago my knee started cracking really loudly when I would go up stairs or squat or lunge or whatever.  At first it didn't bug me, but then it started hurting.

Today I went to the doctor to see what was going on.  They took some x-rays and everything looks okay there.  Then Dr. Cooley pushed on this one place on the side of my knee and man did that hurt!  Like blinding pain.  So, yeah.  I tore some cartilage.

It's been getting a little better on its own so if it keeps going that way then I don't need to do anything with it.  But if it gets worse again, I will probably have to have surgery to fix it.  Blech.